Latter Day Sinner

It’s been a long day. First for the record I need to say I hate “banker’s hours.” I went to a credit union at 3:30 to set up a new account. The only person there authorized to do that was in a meeting until four and wasn’t taking any customers after that. That stinks for me so I took my money and my paperwork and walked home. While I was walking someone drove by and yelled “Hippie!” at me. My hair is long and so is my beard. My shirt was colorful. And I was walking in a city built for cars. I don’t know what set the dude off but I’m not even mad. Maybe he was right and I am a hippie. Stay Weird, Folks.